《Romantically Apocalyptic》22. Takeout
Advertisement
CAPTAIN'S LOGE, ENTRY FOUR-TEEN
Upon emergence from under-river, I met a friendly seating utensil and a fellow named Sven. They told me of a most dramatic, against all odds love story between a man and bench. It was so beautiful that I even shed a tear.
Capturing the tear, I used it to grant them their heart's desire for only a true tear possesses such motivative powers. Granting wishes always gets me hungry so I went into a local dining establishment for obtaining fast-food delicacies.
Alas, the drive-through line was broken, so I had to walk into the restaurant like a common boob. The underground puppy followed me, so I bought it a super-sized meal. After all, growing puppies need to eat well.
Whatever shall I do with you? I pondered.
The puppy crooned. I've decided to hand the burrow-puppy to Pilot. He has much energy to take care of a pet, unlike Snippy who probably only likes cats. Oh well, Snippy will have to put down his allergies and buckle up his pants because it looks like our crew has gained a new mascot.
"WHO'S A CUTE LITTLE THING? YOU ARE. YES, YOU ARE..."
As I continued to chat with the lovely puppy, a ghostly girl sat across me onto the empty chair.
"Sup dawg?" She grinned at me, silver eyes twinkling, beams of light cutting through her transparent form. "Still obeying the rules, being nice to things?"
"INDEED, YOUNG LADY!" I nodded. "A GOOD DEED IS ITS OWN REWARD!"
"Seven, Seven. Don't you know that no matter how much you do you're doomed to failure? No matter how much you toil, the Dead Zone wins in the end. There's no escape from this inevitability."
"SILLY WEE GIRL, THAT'S NO REASON FOR GIVING UP!" I waved her off, mild concern infecting my heart.
Advertisement
"How many Snippies have you lost by now? Are you even keeping track? Where's your Snippy now?" The girl tilted her head.
"WELL... I UH... I'M KEEPING A GOOD TRACK ON THIS ONE!" I stammered. I had indeed forgotten Charles in the train. It was embarrassing.
"You left him on the train. Tsk tsk tsk." She pressed on, feeling a weakness in my defence. "It'd be a shame if something were to happen to him. Something unfortunate."
"YOU WOULDN'T DARE!" I slapped my hand against the plastic table.
"You're not the boss of me." She smiled. "You're not the boss of anything, but ruins and dust. How many ghosts exactly are you made out of? Have you bothered to count?"
She had seen right through me. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" I wiggled in my chair, in extreme discomfort.
"Freedom." She leaned towards me. "I want to be a wizard. The greatest wizard that there ever was or will be. Let me out of the door."
"NO!" I declared. "I SEE YOUR VILE PLANS! YOU WANT TO DESTROY EVERYTHING!"
"I want an owl with a letter duck taped to it... and you will give it to me." She pressed on.
"NEVER! BE GONE, VILE GHOST! TAUNT ME WITH YOUR PRESENCE NO LONGER!" I clicked my lighter at her, shredding her hollow image into stardust with the power of the peeler.
While she had been made of wrongness, she had also been right in a way. I needed to keep a better track of the citizens of Captania, lest I keep losing them to terrible misfortune. I took out my chalk and meticulously began to label the handles of my handy wristwatch with the precise color of each citizen. Yes, this was the perfect solution. Like the puppy, they could now roam free yet never get lost. Perfection!
Advertisement
- In Serial26 Chapters
Risen
Note: Slight edits to early chapters (and removal of one chapter - previously chapter 2) have been made 2/2/21 The city, my city, had once been alive in a way that was hard to describe. Thriving, active, hopeful. Vibrant. But life, as I had come to learn, sometimes possesses only the most tenuous of grasps. Finally, in the end, it became my city - mine alone. I was, after all, the only one left. Worse, it was entirely my fault. There was red in my ledger that could never be wiped clean. Not while I still lived, anyway. This story follows Eran, a man who became the opposite of everything he had ever wanted to be; in a world where superpowers began to appear in a rare few, his lack of control over his own power relegated him to the role of a terrible villain - the Reaper, named so for the countless lives that he absorbed and made his own, each only furthering his deadly lack of control. Gone mad with guilt and isolation, he strove for a single heroic act - his own demise. Death was less permanent than he hoped. Centuries later, he woke to a changed world and in a body not his own. Unfortunately, his power came with him. Yet this time, things would be different. This time, he had a chance to bring it under control. He could never truly make up for the things he had done; he could never achieve redemption. That wouldn't stop him from trying to be a hero. Cover courtesy of the amazing Vitaly S Alexius, author of Romantically Apocalyptic. Go check him out!
8 141 - In Serial32 Chapters
Roll for Initiative
Jonathan Johnson has lead a less than comfortable life. Just as things settle down, and things start looking up life has a funny way of sweeping you off your feet. Now Jon negotiates with creatures of yore, trains burgeoning adventurers, raises dragons, and fights off creatures intent to rip the very soul from his body. The worst part is the prophecy regaling him as some sort of evil monstrosity intent on destroying the world, but nobody told him that. ---- This story is a revamp of my original story with the same name. Characters, and plot are very different. I encourage people who dropped the story to give the new version a try. Cover art cred to Sergey-Lesiuk With a slight edit by myself https://www.deviantart.com/sergey-lesiuk/art/fortune-346147525 Schedule: Atleast one chapter week. Subject to more depending on my mood, plot, and freetime.
8 153 - In Serial6 Chapters
My goal in Life
No goal, No motivation... Life is full of depression. Eagerness seems like a fleeting cloud... I think I was born in a wrong era.
8 141 - In Serial32 Chapters
Door to Nowhere (On hold for a remake)
The Door to Nowhere is a Contemporary Fantasy novel about an Art Student named Daniel who finds himself drawn to the world of Nowhere a world both exotic yet strangely nostalgic. In his first trip to Nowhere, he narrowly escapes death and ends up back safe in his world, with the help of a fairy named Rosary. But he finds that something about this strange world calls to him and he goes back taking with him, Rosary and Emma. He goes there to try to take back the memories that are missing of this world, but his presence also attracts both friendly fairytale-like creatures and not so friendly malevolent monsters. Is the value of what he desires worth all that he could lose? (Note: R18+ This is the work of a very inexperienced author with a full-time job. Please expect an erratic release schedule.)
8 244 - In Serial16 Chapters
THE MANGLE
8 197 - In Serial31 Chapters
Actors in love- Javon Walton
15yr old y/n live with her dad in Atlanta. She was casted for the role of Ashtray's girlfriend/lover in season 2 of euphoria. She meets the cast and becomes very close with them, especially Javon. After filming the two find out they live next door and soon y/n becomes best friends with Javon and his family but then they feel feelings that are more than just friendship ones towards each other. read to find out :) WARNING: this story doesn't contain major Smut. there will be kissing/making out and cuddling but nothing more. I am not trying to sexualise Javon in any way.
8 110
Prev Chap
Next Chap
Chap List
Boy
Girl
